Throughout the day I couldn't help but remember what last year was like. The four days before Thanksgiving we didn't have power, which meant no heat and no hot water. I was so miserable on Thanksgiving morning. All's I wanted was a shower before we headed over to the base. We had been very lucky to score an invite to dinner at the military base, and I would have given anything to wash my hair. Little did I know that this was only the beginning of what winters were like in Kabul.
Dinner with the troops was a blast. As an extra perk, the UCONN game was on TV while we ate. And boy did we eat. This was the first time since I arrived in Afghanistan that I had American food. We even had real ice-cream.
Since I've been home, I feel much more patriotic towards the men and women in the armed services. I've always supported the troops but its different now. I feel we can't do enough for them. My heart truly goes out to them, their families and the sacrifices they make to for me, us.
When we got home after Thanksgiving dinner, we had power. I was able to take a warm shower and then headed out to have a second Thanksgiving dinner with some friends at "J" compound. Both dinners were nice, but nothing beats being with your family.
I am so thankful to be home.
